In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.
Hi there, my beautiful Julia and Erin! How are you feeling today, my dearest wives? I pray that you are feeling great, and having a great time. I've been staying at home most of the time, because I had to stay within my budget. My bamboo shoots stew turned out quite well. I flavored it with salted fish and anchovy bouillon, then added onions, garlic, seaweed, a pinch of rice, julienned kaffir lime shoots, and some krill. It must be somewhat OK, because it earned me "A Snort and a Scowl" award from my mother, the most competitive cook on the planet. I love you, Mom!
Hey Erin, don't stand so close to that guy. You don't have to be so close to him to fit into the picture. You know as well as I do that even normal lens have a fairly wide view, that you can be about a yard away from him. Even in the middle of a dense crowd. I want you to start carrying an umbrella with you, so you can be at least an umbrella's length away from strange guys. It would also be handy to whack people with, if the need arises. When we marry inshaAllah, I intend to keep you and Julia with me at all times. If I have to go pray at the mosque, you will be coming with me. I might even take you with me to throw out the garbage.
On a more serious note, I want to remind you that we are a Muslim family. So please do not give your endorsement to enemies of God (atheists, pagans, satanists, etc). Julia and Erin, you are my wives inshaAllah. I love you, I love you. And I need you, I need you.
